My Rosemary Conley Solo Diet Box arrived this morning. The contents look a bit disappointing (isn’t that always the way with anything with “service suggestion” emblazoned on the front?). Opening it was a bit of a high though. I now feel like a space astronaut. I have a week’s supply of little aluminium foil sachets. Knowing that’s all I’m going to eat for a week is strangely liberating. Free choice breakfast and the sneaky skinny lattes take on extra significance.

Less is more, except when you’re having less, when a little bit extra is very nice thank you.